'what man has bent o'er his son; s sleep to brood
how that face shall watch his when cold it lies?
or thought, as his own mother kissed his eyes,
of what her kiss was when his father wooed? '
dante gabriel rossetti.
i took Paul to coose a dog
the idea had come to mind when i became aware that
my work would make me less available
he didn't say a word and looked straight ahead
he had put on his safety belt and was twiddling methodically